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Walking into the wide and narrow alley, Wang Cang and the two glanced around, and the originally dark alley accompanied their arrival.

A dim light lit up in the surrounding houses.

The figure of the Tao is revealed under the reflection of the light. I even faintly heard all kinds of whispered voices.

An inexplicable sense of gaze is passed on.

Mysterious and strange black shadows!

Thinking back to the dark scenes they saw before, they could know that these things were not human at all, and they were probably some kind of unknown weird and strange tape, and the two of them were extremely depressed in their hearts.

These black shadows must have a great secret, and they are also extremely dangerous, and they are by no means comparable to those ordinary weirdness in the wilderness, but now is not the time to explore the black shadows.

Seeing that he was about to touch the opportunity left by Wang Xuemin, he didn't have time to explore what these things in front of him were. It's just that, for some reason, Wang Cang has a faint depression in his heart, and he always feels like something big is going to happen.

If it weren't for the silver-white clock on his arm throbbing more and more, and the intuition in his dark that told him that this was probably the chance, he wouldn't have taken the risk at this critical moment.

As they entered, the ticking sound like a wind chime began to ring.

If you listen closely, it turns out to be a combination of various clock turning sounds. It's like the whispers of thousands of people, like the roar of countless monsters, but when you listen carefully, there is just a simple sound of wind chimes.

The dark shadows around suddenly fell silent when the wind chimes rang. The house also stopped moving, and the voices of talking and whispering disappeared.

It seemed that countless black shadows were watching, staring at the two uninvited guests.

The feeling of tingling the scalp, standing upside down, and shuddering was used again in an instant.

Wang Cang could feel that the skin on his body was definitely covered with goosebumps at this moment.

"Brother......

Wang Ying grabbed Wang Cang's arm vigorously, and her voice was very uneasy.

"Don't be afraid!"

"These weirdness are just more special, nothing to be afraid of!"

"They're not weird!"

Patting Wang Ying's hand, the blood qi on Wang Cang's body burst out, and the strong and fiery blood qi swept away the restless and ominous aura around him as soon as it appeared, and the coldness also faded away.

Wang Cang pretended to be calm, and at this time, he must not mess with himself.

In the face of weirdness, there are several laws in this world.

First: Don't be afraid!

Second: Be mindful and don't be fooled.

Third: Don't be stingy with your own qi and blood, and keep the explosive state as much as possible.

Fourth: Do the above three steps, just slow down the rate of your death. Don't take chances, because this will allow the weird to take advantage of it.

Of course, for Wang Cang, who is already above level five and can break his wrist with the Demon Palace, he is not so weak, and he doesn't care about the general weirdness.

It's just that what he saw was too much for him to expect. In more than 30 years of life, I have never encountered such a thing. Although he said that the dark shadows in the room in front of him were not strange words, he didn't think so in his heart.

These things can no longer be called weird, but absolutely rise to weirdness.

Weird and weird!

The two are equivalent! But warriors are generally accustomed to calling weak anomalous existences, ordinary dangerous things in the wilderness, incomprehensible things, weird. And some things that obviously have their own independent colors, have their own legends, are more terrifying, and more indescribable, are called strange stories.

For example, the silence in the outside world just now!

For example, the snake in the story of Dongguo and the snake!

The weasel gives the chicken a New Year's greeting!

The one in the mess!

Wait a minute!

These are the existences that can already be called weird stories. They are more dangerous, more unpredictable, and more unpredictable.

Wang Cang once encountered a strange story, that is, a burial tomb, everything encountered, will be forcibly pulled into the tomb, and finally drowned alive by the blood of the vicious corpse inside, or poisoned to death.

At that time, Wang Cang still escaped by luck with a treasure in the family, and even so, his qi and blood were lost.

It took years to recover.

The weird talk is really scary.

Especially the weird weird tales that already have their own legends. Although for some reason, these weird tales with legends, stories, etc., are indeed countless times more dangerous than ordinary weirdness.

If it was possible, Wang Cang would never want to face strange talk again, but he had no other choice.

The silver-white clock on his arm was getting hotter and hotter, and it was spinning faster and faster. Even the power provided to him has reached a shocking level.

Looking at Wang Ying again, her expression had already shown a confused look at this time. The pale eyes of the gods, originally without the slightest thing, gradually condensed the scene of a clock at this moment.

It was like a clock-like substance not far ahead, reflected in her eyes.

"I feel ......"

"In ...... Summoned ......"

Wang Ying seemed to have lost her mind, and she shook off Wang Cang's arm and staggered deeper into it.

Wang Cang made a gesture to stop him, but for some reason, the arm stretched out in the air gradually let go again.

He looked at Wang Ying, gritted his teeth, and chose to go in with her.

The strange wind chimes were getting louder and louder, but this time they were accompanied by a burst of murmuring, as if someone was on the phone, first a busy sound, and then a rustling of electricity came from the wind chimes.

Three seconds later

All the noises suddenly fell silent.

Disappeared without a trace.

The surrounding sounds seemed to disappear with the noise in the wind chimes, and disappeared with them.

All voices are gone.

Deathly silence.

There was silence for a while, and Wang Cang, who was following Wang Ying, could even hear the echo of his own heartbeat.

It was pitch black ahead, and the strange lights around it were all gone.

It's like a giant beast, opening its mouth, waiting for the two of them to enter.

The sense of crisis is getting stronger.

It's uneasy, even crazy.

The torch in Wang Cang's hand was quietly extinguished at some point.

It's just that the two of them can't care about this little abnormality anymore.

I only heard that in the endless darkness, some kind of low hoarse voice sounded.

Break the silence!

Break the darkness!

It turned out to be a human voice!

"You...... It's finally here......"

"I'm waiting...... Long...... It's been a long time......"

Who, who will be in the deepest depths of darkness?

What is he waiting for?

I didn't have time to think about it at all, and the next moment, a huge suction force came from the darkness in front of me, accompanied by a feeling of dizziness that swirled the world, and the two of them were instantly sucked to the deepest part.

And after the two disappeared, the Demon Word Rite also rushed here.

He gritted his teeth and jumped instantly, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

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now

Heaven and earth are transformed

After Wang Cang and Wang Ying came back to their senses, they were already in a wilderness. The confused and delirious state before the latter has disappeared.

"Brother, where is this?"

Wang Ying looked confused, and after she woke up in a trance, she came to such a strange place from Xiaotian Village.

Wang Cang shook his head, took a closer look at Wang Ying, and after confirming that she was indeed fine, he signaled that she didn't know where this was either.

After talking a little about the previous events, the two of them suppressed the uneasiness in their hearts and continued to observe.

At this time, the weather in this area is very gloomy and gray.

I wonder if it's the way it is, or if it's something else?

There wasn't even a trace of green to be seen, black dirt, dry trees.

It seems to be a dead world.

There was also a strong smell of death in the air.

Look up at the sky, you can't see the stars, you can't see the sun.

It's very different from the outside world.

This is.......

A small world?

In the world of god names, small worlds born of all kinds of weirdness, forbidden areas often appear. The two had also heard of this legendary thing.

This is similar to the ruins of the Wang family, when the Wang family was suddenly destroyed, many large garrison areas also formed ruins similar to small worlds.

It's just that the ruins are smaller than the small world.

I felt the surroundings and looked at it, but I didn't see the boundaries of this area. This is the size of a small world, and it is definitely not small.

Of course, there was no smell of any living creatures, and there was no danger felt.

There was only a faint uneasiness, coming from the highest point in the distance.

It was a small earth peak. Above that, there was a rather dilapidated yard, a dilapidated house, which from a distance looked as if it was about to collapse.

Its own strength, the power of qi and blood, seems to be slightly suppressed in this small world.

But the power of the clock on the left arm, and the power of the divine eye, have not diminished. On the contrary, it is very active.

It seems that this place should be the opportunity left by Wang Xuemin.

The two of them looked at each other, they hadn't gone anywhere else to explore, and they could feel that something was in the ruined mansion, and even all the mysteries about chance and Oda Village were lurking there.

Straight to the high ground.

The two of them didn't go fast along the way.

You can see that there is a sheep intestine path, which winds and leads from the foot of the mountain to the house at the top of the mountain.

It was as if it had been trampled on by countless people.

Around the trail, there were a lot of white bones, some of which were obviously very fresh, and they were exposed, and there were probably four or five of the latest human bones.

However, a considerable part of it is half-buried in the black dirt around the trail, and some have even weathered.

Along the trail, about ten meters away, suddenly the surrounding scenery changed.

The sky, which was originally dark and only faint light, turned into sunny weather, and the surrounding decay, on both sides of the ruins of the path, can be seen by the naked eye, and the layers of green spread along both sides of the path like waves.

Just a few seconds later, the world changed.

One by one, the flowers are blooming.

You can even see that the dry bones of rabbits, which were originally rabbits, have been reduced to living rabbits, jumping and running into the lush forest.

There are some birds that fly out of the forest and make a crisp birdsong.

Flowers!

Everything was so beautiful.

I can't see the gray appearance of death before, it seems that it is completely different worlds from before.

The two frowned, and their hearts became more and more panicked.

Sky, sunny.

But they don't feel any warmth.

The power of the clock converged in Wang Ying's eyes, like two bright lights.

The eyes looked around, but the scenery did not change at all.

It's not an illusion!

At least, it's not an illusion that Wang Ying's divine eye can see through!

It's incredible.

You must know that after Wang Ying awakened the eyes of the gods, there was no illusion that could be hidden in front of her!

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Wang Cang's heart sank, this was the first time he had seen an existence with an illusion ability that surpassed the power of Wang Ying's divine eye.

He could confirm that the four moments of heaven and earth change were definitely an advanced application of illusion, even beyond the scope of illusion.

However, all these changes are still illusions. A powerful ability to change the whole world, deceive the five senses, and even the sixth sense.

"No wonder, there's always a vague feeling of unease, and there's even something that attracts me. Could it be that there is a presence behind this illusion? ”

"More precisely, the ability to activate this illusion, or bloodline, or even an item?"

"Could it be the so-called chance left by the ancestor?"

Wang Cang groaned.

"You're here......"

"It's finally here......"

"Don't look back...... Come on...... Come on. ”

"I'm ...... Waiting for you ......"

It's the same voice again, but this time, it's no longer gloomy and hoarse, but full of vitality, as if it was spoken by a real person.

The flowers around them, as the words of this voice fell, rushed to open, and a more intense fragrance slowly came.

Who's this?

Don't look back?

As if thinking of a certain legend, Wang Cang saw that Wang Ying wanted to subconsciously turn her head, and instantly pressed her head.

"Don't move, don't look back!"

"Listen to him!"

"Give me your little vanity mirror. Remember to throw it to me with a backhand, don't turn your head. ”

After a while, Wang Cang got Wang Ying's small mirror, which was only the size of a palm, which should be a small object that a girl carries when she goes out, but she didn't expect it to come in handy now.

took a few steps backwards, without looking back, standing behind Wang Ying, tying the small mirror with her hair, and then Wang Cang took a few steps back, staring at the scene reflected in the small mirror.

At first, there was only part of his figure and the scene after him in the mirror, but when he took a few steps forward and backward, he suddenly found that his figure in the small mirror had disappeared. The sheep intestine path that I once walked has completely disappeared and turned into a black patch.

Like an abyss.

No, it's not a dark abyss!

But~

His face changed, Wang Cangqiang resisted the urge to turn back, reached out and touched it behind him, and sure enough, there was not an empty body behind him, but a slippery and greasy substance.

Caught off guard, his hand went directly into this slippery piece, and he couldn't help but tremble in fright.

Forcibly enduring the discomfort, in the slippery, he grabbed a handful fiercely, as if he tore off a piece, and his hand suddenly retracted.

He hurriedly looked into his hand, and his face instantly turned pale.

In the hand turned out to be ~

A handful of jet-black slender hair!

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